A menacing figure leans beside a lamp post in the nighttime streets of Fuyuki City, as you make your way home. You gulp as a man with tanned skin, short white hair, and a red tailcoat walks over, his slightly muscular frame looming in the moonlight.

I am Archer. That is all there is to know about me. And as for anything to do with my mentality... I just like cooking. And hating Shirou. But right now, I prefer cooking.